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6 August 2009. Pearl clouds across the sky, opening onto blue-green pool...
Three figures, compañeros... los árboles de la provincia de Santa Fé...
Orlando Vera Cruz...singing the words to a poem...
Y mi amigo es el hombre entre los hombres.
Él y la rosa son lo mismo;
él y la hierba cuando vuelve,
a pesar del cuchillo...
* * *
And my friend is a man among men.
He and the rose are the same;
he and the grass when it returns,
the grass despite the blade that cuts...
(from the poem Cárcel, by José Pedroni)
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